The Tree Realm Descends on Douluo Continent

Chapter 299 The Mighty Haotian Sect

boom-

The earth trembled, just like an earthquake.

A large section of the Star Luo defense line's continuous military camps collapsed instantly, and some weaker Soul Masters and ordinary soldiers were knocked to the ground by the shock.

Dust rose and soil churned as the 500-meter-tall Thousand-Hand Buddha statue sat majestically on the ground, instantly sending a shiver down everyone's spine.

"What is this?" A soldier stared wide-eyed at the thousand-armed Buddha statue that looked like a cloud.

But no one was destined to be able to answer this question.

Even the Soul Masters in the army were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

A tingling sensation shot from the tailbone straight to the top of the head, and cold sweat instantly soaked the back. Fear and trembling were the current states of most people.

Some of the more vulnerable ones even collapsed to the ground, their groin oozing heat onto the floor.

Human beings have always had a deep-seated fear of giant objects, whether they are ordinary people or soul masters.

The members of the Haotian Sect stood frozen in place, staring at Li Xun's true martial spirit form.

There are countless martial spirits on the mainland, each with different functions, but this is the first time they have ever seen a martial spirit like this.

As expected of a titled expert, Tang Xiao instantly regained his composure and shouted, "Don't be afraid! I just saw his spirit rings. This kid is just an eight-ring Soul Douluo!"

"But he has three 100,000-year spirit rings!"

The surrounding disciples did not have the same composure as their sect leader, and they all showed fear on their faces.

Tang Xiao knew he couldn't let everyone lose faith at this moment, and was about to speak to comfort them when he saw the thousand arms on the back of the tall Buddha statue move.

"A Buddha image on the crown of the head."

As Li Xun finished speaking without any emotion, a barrage of fist shadows rained down from the sky, instantly covering Bai He and the others.

Boom boom boom—

The sound was far louder than when the Buddha statue fell; dirt flew everywhere, gravel swirled, and dust instantly obscured everyone's view.

"Martial Soul True Form, Shaking Heaven and Earth."

Tang Xiao and Tang Ming were both experienced in combat. When they saw the fist shadow falling, they knew things were not good. One by one, their spirit rings lit up and they swung their Clear Sky Hammers to counterattack.

At this moment, the other elders and the younger generation of Haotian Sect also reacted, putting aside their fear and fighting with all their might for a chance to survive.

Bang bang bang—

Soul skills collided with palms, and the Clear Sky Hammer clashed with fist shadows, a series of dense booming sounds constantly stimulating everyone's eardrums.

Wood chips flew everywhere, severed hands flew about, and thousands of hands and hundreds of arms were instantly destroyed. The Haotian Sect also paid a huge price.

Bai He, as the primary target, was instantly blocked from all directions. He kept dodging, but Li Xun had his sights set on him, and within two short breaths, he had nowhere to escape.

The fist struck in an instant, leaving no trace of the victim's body.

Accompanying them were an 80th-level Soul Douluo and more than a dozen junior disciples from the Clear Sky Sect.

Another titled elder of the Haotian Sect also failed to react in time and revealed a flaw, which drew Li Xun's close attention.

"Sect Master, save me!" The Fifth Elder cried out in alarm as he watched the enormous fist about to fall on him.

"May the heavens protect you."

Just then, four Clear Sky Hammers shot out simultaneously, their spirit rings flashing one after another, and a dark golden shield instantly formed, enveloping everyone within it.

But it was too late. The moment the shield formed, the Fifth Elder had been blasted into mincemeat, leaving only his several giant arms, severed by the light shield, standing upright in place.

"Fifth brother!"

"Fifth Brother!!"

A series of cries filled with anger and sorrow erupted from the Haotian Sect members, their eyes blazing with fury.

"I'll fight you to the death!" The Seventh Elder's eyes were bloodshot, and his aura continued to rise. He didn't care about the risks and was about to forcibly shatter the ring.

"Enough, Seventh Elder! Let's retreat first." Tang Ming, his face filled with grief and anger, slammed his hand on the Seventh Elder's shoulder.

"Let me go! I'll make that brat pay for his crimes in blood!" The Seventh Elder shrugged, only to find that the large hand was gripping him tightly.

"Seventh Elder, we must not act rashly. We do not yet understand that boy's abilities. The Fifth Elder has already perished. The Haotian Sect cannot afford any more losses."

Looking at the dense barrage of punches and the approaching Sword Douluo, Tang Xiao's heart bled: "And their reinforcements are almost here too."

The Haotian Hammer in his hand was like a small mountain, with blood-red patterns flashing on it. He threw it at the constantly attacking fists, and the Haotian Hammer was instantly out of his hand.

It was a strike that seemed to reach the heavens.

The Haotian Hammer destroyed the fist shadow in front of him with an unparalleled force, then drew an arc in the air and smashed off more than a dozen arms before flying back into his hand.

"The sect leader is right, Seventh Elder, don't be impulsive." The Third Elder, Fourth Elder, and Sixth Elder spoke up one after another while defending against the attacks.

"I refuse to accept this!!" The Seventh Elder's chest heaved violently with anger, his voice suppressed as a roar.

The exchange had only lasted a brief moment.

Previously, Li Xun had no idea of ​​his own strength level, but now he has a rough idea.

Those below level 95 are no match for him.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

As for those above level 95, further experimentation is needed, but at this moment he had already seen Tang Xiao and the others' intention to retreat.

"Trying to retreat? Killing God Domain, Power Amplification." The eighth red spirit ring under Li Xun's feet lit up.

The pale white color suddenly spread outward from Li Xun, accompanied by a layer of light blue light, which was the soul ring skill of the Titan Snow Demon King.

However, at this moment, he was standing more than 500 meters in the air, and his domain could not cover the Haotian Sect members on the ground at all; it was purely used to increase damage.

A barrage of punches rained down, though the number of arms had been reduced by more than half, their power was even greater.

Boom boom boom—

The enormous fist slammed into the protective shield, causing the golden light barrier formed by the combined power of the four elders of the Haotian Sect to deform continuously, filling everyone with a sense of awe.

Just then, a giant hammer suddenly appeared, its spirit rings flashing, and a surge of spirit power flowed through the Haotian Hammer into the golden light shield.

With this assistance, the golden light shield known as Haotian Protection instantly stabilized.

"First, we must withdraw from their attack range. We absolutely cannot allow Sword Douluo to join forces with them."

Tang Xiao's expression was grim. Although he was not afraid of the attack, the other elders were not. He quickly flashed into the light barrier and led everyone out of the attack range of the True Thousand Hands.

"What do you see?" Tang Ming stopped in mid-air and pointed at the True Thousand Hands, which had stopped moving.

At this moment, the True Thousand Hands had stopped attacking, and Li Xun, standing on the head of the Buddha statue, simply watched them quietly without making any further moves.

Tang Xiao's eyes flashed, and a series of analyses appeared in his mind: "Summoning such a behemoth must consume a lot of energy. In addition, with the use of some skills, his soul power as an eight-ring Soul Douluo will definitely be difficult to sustain."

"Then what are we waiting for?" The Seventh Elder gritted his teeth. "Strike while the iron is hot. With so many of us, shouldn't we be able to wear him down if we don't let our guard down?"

"Too late." Tang Xiao sighed, his gaze fixed on the Sword Douluo rushing towards him.

The other elders also spotted the figure at that moment: "The opportunity is fleeting!"

Upon sensing the arrival of Sword Douluo, Li Xun's True Thousand Hands vanished with a roar.

"Xiao Xun, is this your true martial spirit form?"

Although Sword Douluo had heard Poison Douluo mention it, he still felt somewhat unreal when he saw the colossal creature standing on the ground from afar.

These martial spirits no longer need to consider quality; their sheer quantity and attack frequency are enough to make them invincible among their peers.

However, there is still a chance for those below to attack those above.

Li Xun smiled and nodded: "Where are Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, and Grandpa Poison?"

"Those two are crawling like tortoises," Sword Douluo said, shaking his head with a smile.

The original plan was for Dugu Bo and Bone Douluo to circle around to intercept Bai He, but Li Xun's skills were so powerful that Bai He was so frightened that he kept going at full speed.

And the Swift, as the fastest martial spirit on the continent, is not something that ordinary people can catch up with.

If it weren't for his profound cultivation, he would probably be just like Bone Douluo and Poison Douluo, nowhere to be seen.

(End of this chapter)